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She nodded, before writing. “My older brothers used to pick them up for me, and Papa took over that job when they were gone…”
"I see…" He looked lost in thought for a moment
"Say, I have a big library. Maybe I can bring some books for you as well."
Her eyes lit up at the thought, and she very nearly bounced excitedly. She quickly scribbled on the paper. "Thankyou thank you! I'd love that!"
It took her a long moment to come up with an answer… “The Velveteen Rabbit.”
"Ah. That is a very nice one. It’s very sweet." he said with a smile "Does your Papa get books for you?"
She nodded, before writing. "My older brothers used to pick them up for me, and Papa took over that job when they were gone..."
She gave him a small smile. “I used to sing… Now I read and draw, for the most part."
"I see…" he chuckles. "I enjoy reading too, but I doubt we have the same tastes. What’s your favorite book?"
It took her a long moment to come up with an answer... "The Velveteen Rabbit."
“I think he persuades her." She didn’t know what else to say… She didn’t want to write down any more of her home situation.
"I see…." As if sensing her discomfort, he changed the subject.
"Effi, what do you do for fun? Actual fun…besides this?" He glanced at the nettles….
She gave him a small smile. "I used to sing... Now I read and draw, for the most part."
“Once in a while…" She set down her pen and looked at her hands. She had let her older brothers protect her for too long, and now she had no way to stand up for herself.
"Only once in a while? Is that his choice or hers?" Teacher felt uneasy….There was something most certainly wrong with this little girl’s home.
"I think he persuades her." She didn't know what else to say... She didn't want to write down any more of her home situation.
She wilted a little at the question. “She doesn’t want them back… She tries to keep me in my room, but Papa lets me play outside…"
He looked startled at that, gasping a little. “She keeps you in your room??? How often does your papa let you out?”
"Once in a while..." She set down her pen and looked at her hands. She had let her older brothers protect her for too long, and now she had no way to stand up for herself.
She blinked once, twice before giving a tiny wave and digging out a piece of paper in her pocket and writing, “Hello… I’m sorry for bumping into you…"
Teacher read over it, nodded, and spoke. “That’s fine, no harm done. No need to apologize.”
She gave him a smile at that, glad that he was as nice as the man called Teacher she had met before. After a moment of silence she remembered something, and scrambled to write another sentence.
"Do you have a band-aid?"
It may not have been noticeable but she was hiding bloody palms... A stinging nettle had cut too deep.
She gave a little smile at the head pat before writing a reply. “She doesn’t like it when I do this, I have to go hide to knit…”
"Oh? Well that’s no good….Why would she be angry?"
A small part of him didn’t want to know the answer; it gave him a bad feeling…..
She wilted a little at the question. "She doesn't want them back... She tries to keep me in my room, but Papa lets me play outside..."
{pathsrewritten started following you}
As she picked up speed while wandering in what felt like a dream, she soon came across a strange rabbit man… And nearly ran into him. She squeaked, trying to mime an apology to him.
[The door creaked open and a child ran into his legs. Slowly he turned around and by slowly… It took him at least 20 seconds. She had already been sputtering apologies before he got halfway. He looked down and brought a hand up to settle on her head.] No worries… You’re far too small to knock me over. Hello Alice!
She looked up at him, a bit fearful of his eyes so she stared at his lips. When he mentioned 'Alice' she cocked her head to the side, shaking it after a moment to tell him that she isn't Alice.
{pathsrewritten started following you}
As she picked up speed while wandering in what felt like a dream, she soon came across a strange rabbit man... And nearly ran into him. She squeaked, trying to mime an apology to him.
{achildishgoodnight started following you}
She looked shocked to see the man. He looked like Teacher, but a little different, and now she had bumped into him and was staring up at him with wide eyes… This wasn’t going well at all.
Teacher looked down at her, dark eyes thoughtful. “Oh. Hello, there.” he said, stepping back. The girl seemed a bit familiar, although he couldn’t place a name to her face.
She blinked once, twice before giving a tiny wave and digging out a piece of paper in her pocket and writing, "Hello... I'm sorry for bumping into you..."
⌦ ⌈… …. ….⌋
(He’d never seen this girl before. She waved to him, and he stared blankly at her in reply.)
⌈… hello. I’m Allen, who’re you?⌋
(It seemed appropriate to introduce himself, as it didn’t appear that the stranger was going to herself.)
She looked a little helpless for a split second at the question, before looking for any paper. She tapped her throat, looking sheepish, before managing to find a couple pieces in the pouch of her dress. She wrote a reply to hand to him.
"My name is Effi, and it's nice to meet you! :>" She drew a small face in the corner to try and portray friendliness and make up for her silence before, having a feeling it might have put him off.
“It’s a spell! If I stop speaking, and knit eleven pieces of clothing with nettles, and throw them over my brothers then they will turn back to people! I read about it…" She had a flicker of uncertainty in her expression before continuing. "I have to try…"
His eyes softened even more as he hesitantly reached out to pat her head “I see…..Well, If you’re so determined, I know you can knit the clothing you need to.” But then he paused “Why are you out here alone?”
She gave a little smile at the head pat before writing a reply. "She doesn't like it when I do this, I have to go hide to knit..."
{childofxxxx started following you}
Ah, a child! The first she had seen in a while... She waggled her fingers at him in a shy wave, smiling. She wished she could greet him with words, but it was not allowed.
{nightmare-guide started following you}
Effi's dreams were never this vivid... She wandered through the unfamiliar territory, a tad worried. She was dreaming, wasn't she? A whimper escaped her, feeling more and more lost...
{achildishgoodnight started following you}
She looked shocked to see the man. He looked like Teacher, but a little different, and now she had bumped into him and was staring up at him with wide eyes... This wasn't going well at all.
Teacher read the writing, his heart dropping to his stomach as he read. Dead….He never was one to doubt magic, but for them to be dead was the more likely outcome….
But there was no way he was going to tell her that.
So he smiled sadly. “I see…..How do you know that knitting these nettles will help your brothers?”
"It's a spell! If I stop speaking, and knit eleven pieces of clothing with nettles, and throw them over my brothers then they will turn back to people! I read about it..." She had a flicker of uncertainty in her expression before continuing. "I have to try..."
